In the void between stars, whispers of ancient mariners floated
wrapped in nebulae and the coiled silence... Wondering if the
vastness remembers them, pondering
over forgotten songs sung by light...
Here, culture sprawls not on planets, but on the roaming - the echo
of a shared dream across uncharted stretches, each celestial guild
eternal and ephemeral in its own way, like the dust of stars enlightening...
Alyx murmured of emerald comets carving arcs through an empty
sky - and beneath the shimmer, an unfinished crescendo awaited
discovery, like a hollow note yearning for its... a symphony begins
where silence, paradoxically...